Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts

Thursday, January 25, 2007

Barbershop Music

Barbershop harmony, as codified during the barbershop revival era (1940s-present), is a style of a cappella, or unaccompanied vocal music characterized by consonant four-part chords for every melody note in a predominantly homophonic texture. Each of the four parts has its own role: generally, the lead sings the melody, the tenor harmonizes above the melody, the bass sings the lowest harmonizing notes, and the baritone completes the chord. The melody is not usually sung by the tenor or bass, except for an infrequent note or two to avoid awkward voice leading, in tags or codas, or when some appropriate embellishing effect can be created. Occasional brief passages may be sung by fewer than four voice parts
(From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia)





Verse:
We all fall for some girl who dresses neat,
Some girl that's got big feet,
We meet her on the street;
Then we'll join the army of married boobs,
To the altar,
Just like leading lambs to slaughter.
When it's over, oh boy, we get it good.
Bach'lor days we then recall.
Rich man, poor man, beggarman, thief,
Doctor, lawyer, merchant, chief:
We are all bound for Matrimony.

Chorus:
Goodbye My Coney Island Baby,
Farewell my own true love.
I'm gonna go away and leave you.
Never to see you anymore.
I'm goin' to sail upon a ferry boat,
Never to return again.
So goodbye, farewell, so long for ever,
Goodbye my Coney Isle, Goodbye my Coney Isle,
Goodbye my Coney Island Babe.

Wednesday, January 10, 2007

Sunday, January 07, 2007

Sigur Rós

I couldn't resist.












svefn-g-englar

ég er kominn aftur
inn í þig
það er svo gott að vera hér
en stoppa stutt við
ég flýt um í neðarsjávar hýði
á hóteli
beintengdur við rafmagnstöfluna
og nærist
tjú tjú
en biðin gerir mig leiðan
brot hættan sparka frá mér
og kall á - verð að fara - hjálp
ég spring út og friðurinn í loft upp
baðaður nýju ljósi
ég græt og ég græt - aftengdur
ónýttur heili settur á brjóst
og mataður af svefn-g-englum


EDIT:

Here's the translation as it was requested.



Im Here Again
Inside You
Its So Good Staying Here
But I Stay A Short While
I Float Around In Underwater Hibernation
In A Hotel
Connected To The Electricity Board
And Nourishing
Tyoowoohoo
But The Wait Makes Me Uneasy
I Kick The Fragility Away
And Shout I Have To Go - Help
I Explode Out And The Peace Is Gone
Bathed In New Light
I Cry And I Cry - Disconnected
A Ruined Brain Put On Breasts
And Fed By Sleepwalkers

Saturday, November 25, 2006